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Sunday, August 30

I did a road trip with my friends in June across the Konkan stretch. I like the way life is in some of these places. No one is in a hurry to do anything. Meals are eaten and enjoyed unlike cities where lunch interrupts work and dinner is the last thing we do before setting the alarm clock for the next morning. I was happy to live the life their way when I was in Konkan.

We were at Amboli (a very beautiful hill station) on day 1 and had no idea what to do post lunch because we wanted to catch a glimpse of the sunset and sun doesn't set right after lunch. The place is known for great weather so there was pretty much nothing to do between lunch and sunset. We were sitting outside the police station which was right next to the place where we ate lunch. We saw some kids playing football and rushed to join them.

That is where I saw this car. I walked to take a closer look and I don't know who put a vodka bottle next to the car but someone did. I am an organized freak so my hand just reached for the bottle and put it on the car's bonnet. Then the photographer in me woke up and clicked this picture and yesterday the story teller in me did some work on the photo. Here is the final outcome:

Don't drink and drive. They don't go well together unless you drink only non alcoholic beverages. I hope Giancarno Fisichella did not drink too much after yesterday's qualifying because the pole position will not be of any use if he comes drunk to the race track.

Saturday, August 29

Did you ever own a piggy bank? Do you remember the sound that those coins made when you would run everytime dad came home from work to ask him if he wanted to contribute to your bank? I used to open and count how much money there is on a regular basis and would stack all coins together based on their value and would keep the special ones different from the regular ones before adding em all back in. Like Uncle Scrooge, I loved the sound of MY coins. The only difference was I could not swim in my sea of coins like him.

Recently I picked up Hershey's chocolate chips recently. Wondering what connection this has with piggy banks? Here is the connection.

I keep these in my refrigerator and visit the kitchen like a gazillion times just to grab a few more so that watching TV is fun. Yesterday, I was singing a song on my way back from the kitchen to my room and I heard a sound. It was the sound of these chocolate chips jumping and tossing in my hands and trust me it was almost like the sound of coins jumping and tossing in a piggy bank. Almost like the sound MY coins made.

I wish I get death before I get diabetes because I don't think I can live happily without chocolates. Live your life. Don't hold back when it comes to doing what you love and eating what you want to eat unless you are living for someone else's happyness.

Saturday, August 1

I went for my first Bollywood movie here and it opened my eyes. I saw things in the cinema hall that I have not seen in a while. Then I figured all those things I saw and more apply to Indians and Indians only. I am not making fun of Indians here. I am just highlighting the stereotypes.

Here is what we Indians believe about movies (when we are in a movie hall):

A good performance has to be appreciated in the movie hall itself. You don't want to wait till you meet Saif next to tell him you liked his comedy. What if you forget? He might feel bad.

Why pay 4 times for Samosas when wifey can cook em at home and sneak em in?

Cell phones have to ring. Why put it on silent mode when you have 'I like to move it move it' as your ring tone? Every one loves that song and deserves to enjoy it.

I will take my kid to watch any movie with me till he is 5 years old. After that, he will start to understand things and these movies will have a bad influence on him. He won't understand anything till he is 5. I guess that's why they don't sell tickets for kids who are 5 or younger. He can sit in my lap while I watch the movie.

You must wear fresh jasmine flower in your hair. It only adds to the ambiance of the movie hall.

I have to tell my friend what I think about this scene right now. We always watch movies together. Today he is sitting 6 seats away from me but that doesn't change the way we watch movies.

Why do I look at the ticket to see where I have to sit? I will call my friend and find out. The movie just started like 10 minutes back so its ok if he talks on the phone. Plus I am sure he did not put his phone on silent mode. His ringtone is 'I like to move it move it'. Every one loves that song and deserves to enjoy it.

I will behave if I actually mein meet Deepika Padukone. Now she can't see me so it is ok to whistle. Plus, all my friends are whistling at her. I don't want them to think I am gay or something. I promise I will behave when I see her for real.

I am so happy I started a coversation while waiting in this movie hall. My next question will be 'Are you a gujju/bengali/tamil/marwadi?'. I know this is not 'Gujarat/West Bengal (or just Kolkatta)/Tamil Nadu/Rajasthan. I know this is a different country but it is possible that he is from 'Gujarat/West Bengal (or just Kolkatta)/Tamil Nadu /Rajasthan'.

I know Madan bhai will call. He calls after dinner every day and we talk about the stock market. He doesn't know I am at the movie hall but that is ok. I know my phone is not on silent mode but why put it on silent mode when I have 'I like to move it move it' as my ring tone? Every one loves that song and deserves to enjoy it.